I suckI'm going to make a short-term goal: at least one new poem up by the end of the week. That should be easy enough.
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Love PoemThere is a garden in her face, No, wait, I can do better than that.Love Poem
Her eyes are as deep and dark as space, like two black holes, their gravity draws the mind in, won't let go. That isn't quite right either.
Would that I were a summer's lake and she the sunshine on my surface, reflecting, refracting... Man, that sounds pretentious. I can't get it right.
The words won't spin, phrases won't turn quite like they are supposed to. The images, the metaphors fail me, fade into rampant cliché.
by ~prufock
The Poet's CreedI will no longer write poemsThe Poet's Creed
of longing, loneliness, of lost love, lingering feelings for old flames, asking "who's the fool?" My dictionary has been scoured, words devoured, words like darkness, depths, despair, deleted from my vocabulary.
I will no longer write poems
about eyes, about gazing into them, being lost in them, drowning in them. I will not speak of their beauty or how they make me feel wanted, needed. Nor will I write of the eye's own lost love, the single tear rolling down a cheek, a single drop of rain, a single r
by ~prufock
50Take a number and sit in crowded, arch-backed chairs in the waiting room. Waiting, ruminate on hospitals, the sick, the dying. Waiting for the nurse to draw the blood from our veins, the life from our vein, the vein that stretches through us like fire, the vein50
pulses,
people pulse through the hallways, numbered hallways, numbers following numbers to Emergency, Laboratory, Children's Ward, Blood Clinic. Pull my feet in to let wheelchairs past, let patients pass. Peo
by ~prufock
that i were waterthat i were water you could bathe in me. slip slowly into my body, let me consume you. your breasts bob, glistening, at my surface. i splash with your every move, caress your breasts, lick your pink-brown nipples teasingly.that i were water
you close your eyes and slide down into me, letting me kiss y
by ~prufock
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